[and yet, katsuki would endure things for denji. from flowers offered to him to hands slipping down the front of his shirt to those doe-eyed looks his boyfriend gives him when he's feeling mushy. he endures the frustrations of the half-devil's painful life, braces himself against the pain of denji's occasional pessimism, and embraces the happiness his boyfriend finally gets to feel when living a life he never got to have before. that adoration is charming as much as it is aggravating at times, yet katsuki won't change a thing about it. maybe yell at him if he gets smothering, but not really... stop it aggressively. denji can get away with a lot of things around him that no one else could. he's earned the right to invade the blonde's space for a kiss on the cheek, can take the explosive boy's hand without getting his own blown off, and embraces are usually returned once katsuki drops his hunched shoulders and stiff back whenever his boyfriend glomps him. far easier when they're alone too.
in truth, he's very fond of denji's affectionate nature. it feels good, alleviates his annoyance, calms him down, and warms him up even if he bitches about it. also because it's denji doing it, a boy who was told he'd never have anyone to hold, wasn't worth someone giving affection to, pushed aside to live and die alone. katsuki wants to take all of those things and demolish them, crash them into ash and walk away with their experiences together being the biggest middle finger to anyone or thing who ever said denji was nothing.
he loves the beat of his heart, pounding under his chest in the rhythmic throb of emotions. it's amusing to feel it run so fast when they're together like this. as fingers wander his body, tracing along the curves of his pectorals and playing over the round of his shoulder, katsuki combs his hand through denji's hair, getting some suds in it, but no matter; they'll be going underwater eventually. more important to settle here atop the other's waist, gazing into his handsome face when fiver fingertips wander the scars on his right arm. left by the chainsaws denji embodied. they don't linger, but pass on after due touch, wandering lower until he gives up and takes his face instead. katsuki huffs in slight "annoyance" as thumbs brush at his cheekbones, lips pursing slightly to the side. what a damn sap...]
Yeah right. ... Wha-?! [he cuts off as a bony knee tents up behind him, forcing him down the length of his thigh and ending up solidly in denji's lap. dick to dick, one hand catching hard on the wall above denji's head, the other braced on a warm shoulder as he's caught in the v of his lap and stomach. fuck, this bastard. holding on, chest rubbing chest, nerves happily pointing out every skin-to-skin connection glowing in his mind right now. nipples rubbing together, cocks trapped between their adonis belts and lower abs, denji's ass trapped between katsuki's kneeling shins.
he doesn't miss the sudden gurgling suck of the drain. of is that how he's gonna be? water cups and splashes quickly as katsuki scoops some in his hand and plops it atop denji's head, wetting his hair again. forehead to forehead, he nuzzles into his boyfriend's face, free arm winding around his nape to hold denji close. yeah, he could stay right here, but then denji could just grab the tub rim and haul himself up, with katsuki holding onto his shoulders and lap. a good way to crash something... this brat has no problem manhandling him if he wants.] Uh-huh. We're gonna eat in there then.
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Date: 8/21/24 00:02 (UTC)in truth, he's very fond of denji's affectionate nature. it feels good, alleviates his annoyance, calms him down, and warms him up even if he bitches about it. also because it's denji doing it, a boy who was told he'd never have anyone to hold, wasn't worth someone giving affection to, pushed aside to live and die alone. katsuki wants to take all of those things and demolish them, crash them into ash and walk away with their experiences together being the biggest middle finger to anyone or thing who ever said denji was nothing.
he loves the beat of his heart, pounding under his chest in the rhythmic throb of emotions. it's amusing to feel it run so fast when they're together like this. as fingers wander his body, tracing along the curves of his pectorals and playing over the round of his shoulder, katsuki combs his hand through denji's hair, getting some suds in it, but no matter; they'll be going underwater eventually. more important to settle here atop the other's waist, gazing into his handsome face when fiver fingertips wander the scars on his right arm. left by the chainsaws denji embodied. they don't linger, but pass on after due touch, wandering lower until he gives up and takes his face instead. katsuki huffs in slight "annoyance" as thumbs brush at his cheekbones, lips pursing slightly to the side. what a damn sap...]
Yeah right. ... Wha-?! [he cuts off as a bony knee tents up behind him, forcing him down the length of his thigh and ending up solidly in denji's lap. dick to dick, one hand catching hard on the wall above denji's head, the other braced on a warm shoulder as he's caught in the v of his lap and stomach. fuck, this bastard. holding on, chest rubbing chest, nerves happily pointing out every skin-to-skin connection glowing in his mind right now. nipples rubbing together, cocks trapped between their adonis belts and lower abs, denji's ass trapped between katsuki's kneeling shins.
he doesn't miss the sudden gurgling suck of the drain. of is that how he's gonna be? water cups and splashes quickly as katsuki scoops some in his hand and plops it atop denji's head, wetting his hair again. forehead to forehead, he nuzzles into his boyfriend's face, free arm winding around his nape to hold denji close. yeah, he could stay right here, but then denji could just grab the tub rim and haul himself up, with katsuki holding onto his shoulders and lap. a good way to crash something... this brat has no problem manhandling him if he wants.] Uh-huh. We're gonna eat in there then.